I went to a two hour embroidery course in February run by an artist called Gareth Brookes. When Linda Sue was here we visited a comic shop in Lee and I bought one of his books called "Can I Use Your Toilet?" It is about this warehouse he used to work in and the people that he met there. It is short and full of great line drawings. He also makes books that he embroiders the art work for. He told us on the course that one of those books takes about five years to make! I looked him up and found the course in that way. Anyway, there were about 12 of us on the course, some shy and some chatty. He taught us some basic stitches, and we had a go at them. I have done some embroidery over the years and knew all of them, apart from one called 'long and short stitch.' You start with a row of long and short stitches then continue to fill an area with stitches in between the long ones, meeting the short. You can stitch into the short or just meet it. It is a great way to fill large areas and quite therapeutic to do. The course was run in a lovely building in South Norwood, and while investigating the area on the day before, I bought this doll in a funny little charity shop. So she was my choice for a picture to do. I changed her place of origin from Azores to where I found her. I used mainly the long and short stitch.
Wednesday, 5 June 2019
My sister has a tortoise called Steve. He is a very well-cared for tortoise, with his own garden within a garden with a hill and a shelter, and a large area of the sitting room to roam in too. I am not sure how to handle tortoises, but I was given one tip by her partner, which is not to hold him face out whilst moving him, but to have him looking at your stomach. This means he will not suddenly be flying through the air in a scary manner! Now she also has a tortoise cushion, in honour of Steve, though not for him!
Tortoises have the strangest faces. I looked at a lot of them!
The top was just hexagons. I added a wiggly border to finish him off.
Monday, 27 May 2019
The gaps between me posting anything on here are getting longer and longer, and each time I wonder if it is time to stop altogether. Somehow the wish to share is not as strong as it was. (Or maybe I am just lazy-sharing a photo and a few words on Instagram is so much easier!) But anyway, here I still am and here are some photos of Brighton, where I went on Saturday and had a very lovely time. My sister is getting married in the Autumn, and I am a 'Maid of Honour' which sounds like something from Medieval times. Anyway, she was down in Brighton on Saturday with her partner's family, getting the men's clothes sorted out. We and her husband to be's sister met to see if we could find a dress for us to wear. We couldn't. We will meet again in London soon. Anyway, I went down in the morning on the train so I could have a look around the Lanes and see the sea. It was fun just wandering with my camera and a small budget for unnecessary goods. (These turned out to comprise of some beautiful old dolls clothes, and some vintage ribbon) Then it was fun to see my sister and various other half family members. The only thing not fun was the row of red crosses waiting for me at the station with the accompanying words 'delayed' or 'cancelled' on all services. There had been a complete failure of the signalling system just outside Brighton so nothing was leaving or arriving. It was just over an hour later that it was sorted, so not too bad.
Minty the elephant feels good!
The baby feels grumpy.
The little dog was my subject. He or she had such a sweet face and expression.
Tuesday, 12 February 2019
Christmas pom poms, all lined up, just for the pleasure of seeing them all together. Some are now strung on the kitchen wall, cheering up the winter.
Saturday, 26 January 2019
A lovely day out with Linda Sue. She first view is from her Vauxhall flat, of yet more new buildings. I love the pattern of windows on high rises, and these two are at least a warm colour. The whole place is a building site at the moment.
On the same lorry as these smoothly rusty poles.
A jumbly tumble of fruit boxes.